This week’s song. It’s all about next year

Because you know

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year

 

Yeah, it’s pretty clear, Bombers must win two

They can’t fake it fake it

Like they used to do

‘Cause got gloom gloom that this team must face

Yeah it’s a funk, just look at the faces

 

That early winning streak, was that just photoshop

Seems that shit weren’t real

This losin, make it stop

Comon now Bombers Bombers, let’s crank it up

You’re a little short of perfect

From the bottom to the top

 

Yeah our defensive coach said don’t worry about their size

He says, “Light boys with speed get the Quarterback every time.”
If that’s true then how come our defense sucks this fall

So if that’s what he’s into perhaps he should move along

 

Because you know It’s

All about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year

Hey!

 

I want our Bombers back

Go on and stop the silly bitchin that

The way we’re playin well, we’re just flat

But I’m here to tell ya

Blue’s a little less than perfect from the bottom to the top

 

Yeah our head coach said don’t you worry about this team

He says, “A little more tacking and we’ll be okay this night.”
He’s right in that Willie’s the guy we can build around

So put this one to bed and let’s just move on

 

Because you know It’s

All about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year, no Grey Cup

It’s all about next year

‘Bout next year